"Smack!"

"Smack!"

In the dimly lit cell, there was a sudden sound of whip swinging, accompanied by the screams of the numb field.

"Uhh

Hearing Ma Madi's screams, one of the shirtless guards across from him sneered and swung his whip again.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

After four more whips, the shirtless guards suddenly found that their hands were hanging from the whip, and there was no screaming anymore.

The guard looked fixedly, but saw that Ma Ma had fainted, and he subconsciously looked back not far away.

In that position, there was a man yawning on a wooden chair.

After glancing at the man, the guard cautiously took two steps forward, then bent down and whispered, "Captain! Captain, that mustache has fainted!"

After hearing the guard's words, the captain stretched his waist, and then yawned and said, "I fainted after just over 20 lashes?"

"Yes!"

The guard nodded, then turned around and lifted a bucket of cold and biting deep well water from the corner of the wall, and then took two steps forward and splashed all the water in the bucket on Ma Ma Di, who had fainted.

"Uhh

The moment the biting well water splashed on Ma Ma Di's body, he woke up screaming, and then gasped for air, and said in a weak voice: "You, you caught the wrong person, I, I didn't ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the guard in front of him sneering and waving the whip with water in his hand.

"Smack!"

As the whip drew a streak of blood on Ma Madi's face, Ma Madi's unfinished words instantly swallowed into his stomach, and then let out a miserable scream.

"I'll let you not admit it!"

"I'll let you not admit it!"

The guard swung his whip vigorously as he gritted his teeth and read fiercely.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

As the whip drew faster and faster, a trance suddenly appeared in the numb eyes.

On the street not far from the prison, Uncle Nine was walking with worried eyes.

In his hand he holds a compass, and under the compass is a gossip mirror pressed by the numbness.

Relying on the faint breath on the gossip mirror, Uncle Nine slowly approached the prison.

Looking up at the high-walled compound in front of him, his face was stunned.

"The police department?"

Could it be that Ma Ma has committed something and has been imprisoned?

With this sentence in mind, Uncle Nine walked towards the police station with a wooden plaque.

Under the plaque of the police station, two guards are chatting.

A relatively young guard looked at the sky, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "It's finally almost dawn, and I've finally made it to the end of the night! After receiving the salary, I must go to the hundred gardens in the next village to be happy!"

After hearing his words, the middle-aged guard next to him sighed: "Xiao Han, it's not that my brother said you, you must know that there is a knife on the head of the color character, you will hurt your body if you always play like this, it is better to go to the south of the village to gamble a few like my brother, not only does not hurt the body but also stimulates it!"

When the young guard heard this, he smiled and said, "Brother Liu, how did I hear that when you were young, you stayed in the Hundred Flowers Pavilion day and night, and you are afraid that you will change your interest if you are useless!"

Hearing his words, the middle-aged guard immediately smiled awkwardly, and just as he was thinking about how to respond, he saw a middle-aged man with gray hair walking towards them.

After seeing this middle-aged man, the middle-aged guard's eyes lit up, and before he could step on the steps, he took the initiative to greet him, and then glared and said, "What are you doing? Don't you know that this is the police station?

Listening to the words of this middle-aged guard, Uncle Nine nodded slightly and smiled: "This official, I have just arrived here and want to ask you about someone!"

As he spoke, he took out a silver dollar from his bosom and put it into the arms of the middle-aged guard.

Seeing Uncle Jiu like this, the middle-aged guard suddenly said with a smile: "Small things, you can ask casually, don't dare to say anything else, but in our Renjia Village, up to the squire and village chief, down to the homeless beggars, there is nothing that my old Liu Tou doesn't know!"

Uncle Nine smiled slightly when he heard this, and then asked, "What I'm looking for is a middle-aged man with a mustache, loose clothes, and a special fondness for staring." ”

As soon as Uncle Jiu's words fell, he saw the guard's face change, and then he said, "Is this middle-aged man particularly unhygienic?

Uncle Jiu's face changed slightly when he heard this, and then he put a silver dollar into the guard's arms, and then asked tentatively, "Does the official know this person?"

The middle-aged guard glanced at Uncle Jiu, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but his face was full of smiles, and then he patted Uncle Jiu's shoulder and said, "Don't you know, for the sake of your two silver dollars, I can take you to him!"

Although Uncle Nine saw the cold light flashing in the eyes of this guard, he didn't care in his heart, and pretended not to know and smiled slightly: "Then there is Master Lao!"

The cold light flashed in the guard's eyes again, but on the surface, he smiled and waved his hand: "Isn't helping the people exactly what our police bureau should do?"

As he spoke, he turned around and said, "Come with me, and I'll take you to him!"

When passing by the young guard, the young guard glanced at Uncle Jiu, his brows furrowed suddenly, and then asked, "Brother, who is this?"

The middle-aged guard smiled strangely, and said pointedly: "That bearded relative!"

"Oh~"

The young guard screamed, then winked at the middle-aged guard and said, "Brother, you have a share in what you see!"

"Hey, hey!"

The middle-aged guard didn't speak, just smiled, and then walked into the police station with Uncle Jiu.

Compared with before, after entering the police station, the guard's face turned cold, and he didn't say a word along the way, and walked straight into the prison with Uncle Jiu.

"Squeak!"

With the sound of the iron door of the prison opening, Uncle Jiu's face changed slightly.

Could it be that Ma Ma Di really committed something?

Just as he was thinking this, he felt a force in his back, and then involuntarily staggered forward, stepping into the dim and damp prison.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

With the sound of whipping, the screams of a middle-aged man and the vicious voice of a gritted tooth came into the ears of Uncle Jiu.

"I'll see if you say it or not!"

"Thirty lashes, I'll whip you fifty lashes!"

"Smack!"